Mafia

“There’s no spooning, Robyn. Just fucking. I will fuck you. Hard and fast. I will fuck you until I lose interest in you. I will fuck you every night, and I’ll make sure you beg for more. That’s for a year. You will be naked in bed for 365 nights. After that, your debt is paid. I will forget you exist. You will forget that anything happened between us. Unless you have my three million dollars right...

"Hello, wifey! You have been very quiet since our wedding. We should have some fun," Matteo wrapped his arm around her neck, causing her to wince.
"We should dance, Laura!" Matteo said, causing Liana to grunt in annoyance.
"My name is Liana!" She corrected, but he scoffed at her.
"Who gives his daughter that kind of weird name? Liana!" Matteo sniggered.
"Come on, let's go shake our bodies!" Matt...

I had escaped my arranged marriage after discovering my fiancé was cheating on me, and I had never imagined that I would end up pregnant from a one-night stand with a mysterious muscleman...

One cool night three months later...
I teased myself, my fingers soaked with excitement.
I was almost there - so close. A little more, a little harder...
Something made me open my eyes, some sixth sense th...

"You think you have a choice?" Vittorio squeezed my nipples with his hand and my sanity with the other. “ You were never going to be anyone else's from the moment I set eyes on you”. His voice a deadly whisper
His words cut through me making my chest tighten with fear
"You’re Ours, kitten," he continued, his gaze locking onto mine and stealing the breath from my lungs. "You will be claimed, used,...

Angela Leventis is one of the most notorious assassins in the criminal underworld, earning her the nickname "Angel of Death." She's infamous for her ability to carry out hits without leaving a trace behind.

One night, she hits up a club in Las Vegas with her sister and unexpectedly crosses paths with mafia heir Nikolai Vasillios. To her shock, she wakes up the next morning in his hotel room, with...

Moving into her mother’s new husband’s mansion was supposed to be a fresh start… not the beginning of her biggest temptation. Cold, powerful, and dangerously irresistible, he keeps his distance — but his eyes say everything his lips refuse to admit. Every stolen glance feels like a sin. Every accidental touch ignites a fire she can’t control. She knows it’s wrong. He knows it’s forbidden. Yet the ...

Vince pins me against the truck, I wrap my legs around him. He slips his tip between my folds. Raw, he is about to fuck me raw. My body tenses up with anticipation. Vince gives me each inch nice and slow, his lips on my neck. He is sucking hard, marking what he wants to be his. He is in all the way, I feel the stretch, I relax slowly to accommodate his size. He pulls out and then slams inside me ...

I was supposed to become a bride that day.
Instead, I became a mafia king’s prisoner.
Luca Morretti didn’t kidnap me for money.
He kidnapped me for revenge.

My father destroyed his life.
So Luca took the one thing he could use to destroy my father back.

Me.

To him, I’m nothing but a pawn.
A punishment.
A girl he plans to break until I beg.

He gave me six months.
Six months to break.
Six months...

"You should be scared," I whispered, brushing my fingertips along her spine, slow and teasing, then down over the swell of her ass. My palm lingered, gripping one cheek possessively. "Because you've just given yourself to the devil."

I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear.

“And the devil? He doesn’t believe in mercy."
....

I should have known better than to sign his contract.

My new husband...

I scrambled to my feet, my heart racing, and pulled out the second knife hidden along my strap. Turning to Silvio, I held the blade up, pointing it directly at him, my hand unwavering. "Stay back," I warned, my voice low but firm. "One more step, and I swear I'll end you."

Silvio raised his hands slightly, his eyes narrowing as he watched me. "You've got some fight in you," he said, a hint of adm...

Warning: Explicit content
"How do you feel?" He asked as he played with my breast.
"I feel... I feel like I'm addicted to you...."I hissed in pleasure as he bit on my nipple.
"Go on I want to hear it," he said in a low tone that made my skin heat up again.
"You're a sin I can't fight against. You make me want more of you even when it's not right and it's toxic." I said almost whispering still tryi...

I woke up chained to the devil's bed, wearing nothing but a stripper's outfit.

Confusion clouded my mind as I tugged at the cold metal binding my wrists to the headboard. This wasn't my room. The scent of expensive cologne and danger filled the air. Then I saw him. Leonardo D’Introno. Standing there, shirtless, holding a glass of red wine, his eyes raking over my exposed body like he owned every ...

“Oh yes, more. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I arch my body, reaching the height of intimacy—until a sharp gunshot snuffs out all pleasure. This is how I die in Vito’s arms at twenty-three, four years from now.
Reborn at nineteen, I have one goal: save money, escape to Switzerland, and never cross his path again.
Yet fate traps me once more in his bed. I surrender, trying to set boundaries. “Don...

I heard the gasp of horror from the people when they saw who it was that has entered the church, my mouth hung opened too when I finally got a good view of his face. My insides constricted painfully, Who wouldn't know the notorious and formidable Don Luca Del Monte, what was he doing here and what does he want?

I could feel Marco tensed up beside me, "what do you want Don Luca?" Marco asked.

"I ...

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"I used to open your car door, Catherine. Now I lock you in my bedroom."
Kieran Karakatsanis was once the hired help. He lit my cigarettes, drove me to school, and stood silently in the corner while I lived my life as a mafia princess. He was forbidden fruit, and I took a bite.
Five years later, the tables have turned. My father's empire is crumbling, and...

I’m in love with my boss.
He doesn’t even know I exist.
… Until today.

My name is Rowan St. Clair.
For five years, I’ve tried to pretend I’m not head over heels for a man I can never have:
Vincent Akopov—gorgeous, ruthless, and completely out of my league.

But one fateful errand changes everything.

When I walk in on him thoroughly “occupied” with another woman, I expect embarrassment.
Instead, ...

He kept his hand on my neck and inched closer to me. I turned my head slightly and he took the opportunity to nuzzle his nose in my neck. Taking a deep breath, his hand slid from my throat and wrapped around my waist.

What? I was confused and scared.

"You always smell so good." He said.

Suddenly the bell rang.

"I-I need to get to class" I whispered, touching his shoulders and lightly pushing h...

He escaped being a deceased and was saved by a girl at the brink of death, three years later he’s back to protect this girl and revenge on those that made him who he is.

Read now to find out about Avon’s journey.

I thought I could control everything—money, power, and even the lives of others.

I wasn’t.

Because I see her now.

My daughter. So small. So pale. Barely holding on.

She whispers:

“…Sorry, Dad. You’re too late.”

The night I caught my boyfriend with another woman, I didn’t cry—I got drunk.
Whiskey burned down my throat… and then I saw him.
Broad shoulders in a tailored suit, dangerous calm in his eyes.
Sin wrapped in silk.
I swayed over, heat in my veins. “Do you take clients?”
His lips curved. “I know you.”
Cigar smoke and cologne surrounded me as I slid onto his lap.
My fingers traced his jaw, brushed th...